Tuesday, January 20, 2009




I imagine the town connected
City hall turned atmospheric, a golden wheel
A dome with a shimering blue aura, the aquatic state

Wandering minds and high spirits unite
the desperate and dying are interwoven
The ancient secrets of Intelligence
are whispered throughout form
while simultaneously fo orm m rm m looses [place] ]

A Lady of green with seductive tendencies
low collar, that deliciously wicked grin
those eyes - the eyes of loving, the eyes of it all
gaze and enter into my being
Only now do I recognize

We've become obsessed with the screens of externalized mind material
The misfits are behind the moniters we're chained to, never forget

To explore, search, and find the Others
appear to me to be some legitimate reasons for living

So grow, friend, grow!
pass the toy around
Join the game! It's your turn
If you want to dance, sing, and celebrate in harmony
Just realize you CAN dance, sing, paint, act in harmony

Oh grand exhalation
The Great Spirit
Embracing our stimuli and imperfection
Transforms and constantly disassembles
We recollect every morning, attatch signs, symbols

words can only represent the meaning
archetypes allow meaning to become concrete structures, which form and collectivize the stories we tell ourselves

As the light reflects
I/- am aware of all which is
This is all that ever was

Whatever WAS resonates within what IS

Echoing into the mystic chemical ether
of Direct Experience

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